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"Yes, look, if you follow this 'path', it leads to a dog hole, which can be used for escape if necessary." Liu Xueqing raised her hand and pointed at the road drawn on the paper.
Liu Xueqing looked up and nodded repeatedly, "That makes sense."
After saying that, she drew a circle at the dog hole and annotated: Escape Hole No. 1.
"If Madam wants to teach the terrain map, you can just come to me directly. Why bother exhausting yourself here observing and drawing?"
Liu Xueqing was finally taken aback, instinctively hiding her paper and pen before jumping a few steps away from him.
Feng Changqing felt that it was quite difficult for her to notice him, so he hurriedly stepped closer to increase his presence. "Madam, let's go."
"Go?" Where to? Liu Xueqing looked at him warily.
Feng Changqing tugged at her hand, raising an eyebrow with a smile. "To get the terrain map."
Liu Xueqing's eyes lit up with joy, and she was about to say "Okay," but when she saw his ambiguous smile, she suddenly calmed down. After pondering for a moment, she looked up with a forced smile and said, "Mr. Feng—"
"Call me Changqing." He leaned in closer, bringing her hand to his nose to take a sniff. "Or Cheng. If Madam prefers pet names like Xiao Chengcheng or Xiao Yueyue, I would be more than happy to accept those."
Liu Xueqing shivered, shaking off a wave of goosebumps as she forcefully pulled her hand back. "I mean, don't get me wrong. I just think the internal structure is too outdated and needs to be readjusted, so I was just walking around and taking a look while sketching."
Feng Changqing silently chuckled to himself.
Liu Xueqing reminded herself that the more she spoke, the more it would seem like she was trying to hide something, yet she found herself doing exactly what she was cautioning against.
"As Madam Leader, I have a responsibility to consider the rise and fall of our sect, and it is my duty to promote its development, such as through renovations and expansions," she stated.
Feng Changqing remained silent, simply smiling knowingly at her awkward attempts to justify herself.
Liu Xueqing called out in a pitiful tone, initially sounding like a little kitten. However, after Feng Changqing ignored her five times, her voice erupted into a fierce roar reminiscent of a lion. Feng Changqing, who seemed to enjoy the torment, expressed his satisfaction.
She thought that her pleading would be enough to let the matter slide, but soon Feng Changqing showed her what it meant to take advantage. For a long time afterward, Liu Xueqing found herself asking everyone: If you have an inch, why do you need a foot?
Why indeed? Without a foot, one could easily find satisfaction—wasn't that wonderful? Without a foot, she wouldn't have to sell her voice and smile, engage in conversation, and then drink with him as well.
"Madam, do you not wish to accompany me in drinking wine and enjoying the moonlight?" Feng Changqing asked leisurely as he lifted his wine glass and gave it a gentle shake, feigning ignorance.
Liu Xueqing quickly put on a smile. "Oh no, not at all."
"Then do you think the moonlight in this garden is not beautiful?" he pretended to be puzzled.
Liu Xueqing chuckled softly. "How could that be? How could that be?"
Saying this, she hurriedly poured him a full cup. "Mr. Feng... oh no, Brother Changqing, please enjoy."
Feng Changqing changed his earlier skeptical demeanor and poured her a cup of wine as well. He lightly clinked their glasses together. "Here’s to our peaceful coexistence as two solitary souls."
Liu Xueqing felt an overwhelming urge to flip the table, but instead, she resignedly took a sip of her drink.
What could she do? After all, he had leverage over her!
She touched the map hidden in her sleeve and sighed silently. It was true that one could not have secrets while wandering the martial world, especially secrets that were better left unspoken.
Noticing her furrowed brow, Feng Changqing offered his concern, “Madam seems troubled… Could it be that you miss the Sect Leader and feel lonely?”
“Loneliness is something that, even if desired, cannot be found.” With him around, making noise and causing a ruckus, it was indeed quite difficult to feel lonely.
Liu Xueqing frowned slightly, impatiently pouting her lips.
Feng Changqing chuckled mischievously and handed her a drink. “So I am still of some use. Here you go, Madam.”
Reluctantly, Liu Xueqing accepted the cup.
As their glasses clinked and she downed the drink, she thought to herself: Drink up, drink up, and get him drunk quickly so she could return to her own matters. With that in mind, she became more proactive in pouring him drinks. Despite her efforts to encourage without forcing him to drink, he remained unfazed by alcohol. After several rounds of toasting and exchanging cups, it was Liu Xueqing who ended up tipsy.
Her gaze began to blur, and her body swayed slightly.
Typically, when Liu Xueqing got drunk, she had a tendency to talk excessively—especially about things she wouldn’t normally dare to say—and upon waking up, she would remember none of it.
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